The Value Of Friendship (Confucius Poems)
The woodmen's blows responsive ring, As on the trees they fall; And when the birds their sweet notes sing, ...
The woodmen's blows responsive ring, As on the trees they fall; And when the birds their sweet notes sing, ...
To the top of that tree-clad hill I go, And towards my father I gaze, Till with my mind's ...
I climbed the barren mountain,And my gaze swept far and wideFor the red-lit eaves of my father's home,And I fancied ...
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